The London safe house had become a fortress of determination.
Ethan stood at the table, the message from Alexander still glowing on his phone screen. The Covenant was vast. The Cross family was just one of many. The Drakes, the Morgans, the Stirlings—each one more powerful than the last. And they were all coming for him.
Kate moved through the room, her footsteps soft on the worn carpet. "Ethan, we've been going through the intelligence. The coalition has identified the locations of several Covenant families. The Drakes have a compound in Scotland. The Morgans are based in New York. The Stirlings are in Switzerland."
Ethan looked up, his eyes hard. "Then we hit them. We hit all of them."
Mark stepped forward, his expression grim. "That's a lot of targets. We don't have the resources fo
